She peers back at him, head cocked and antennae forward. At heart, while she's got a contrarian streak, she's not a contrarian creature-- So now that Kaworu's well and truly awake she's happy to skitter out from underneath the bed.

Or, at least, skitter close enough to Kaworu she can nibble on a beakful of his hair. So messy, this fledgling, but he's hers.

preen. breakfast. Time to get ready for the (rest of the) day!